Still The Mind Smiles At Its Own

...science And Mathematics Run Parallel To Reality, They Symbolize It, They Squint At It, They Never Touch It: Consider What An Explosion Would Rock The Bones Of Men Into Little White Fragments And Unsky The World If Any Mind For A Moment Touch Truth.

There Is No Reason For Amazement: Surely One Always Knew That Cultures Decay, And Life's End Is Death.

I Believe That The Universe Is One Being, All Its Parts Are Different Expressions Of The Same Energy... Parts Of One Organic Whole.... (this Is Physics, I Believe, As Well As Religion.) The Parts Change And Pass, Or Die, People And Races And Rocks And Stars; None Of Them Seems To Me Important In Itself, But Only The Whole. This Whole Is In All Its Parts So Beautiful, And Is Felt By Me To Be So Intensely In Earnest, That I Am Compelled To Love It, And To Think Of It As Divine.

I Have Seen These Ways Of God: I Know Of No Reason For Fire And Change And Torture And The Old Returnings.

Still The Mind Smiles At Its Own Rebellions.